Mugged

Just when I thought my day was bad enough (no heart to dwell into that) another idiot came
to me to con me into giving him some money. While I was waiting for my mum at the LRT station, I saw a boy around 15 - 16 years old walking past me and as usual I often listened to my iPod while reading a book to avoid unnecessary conversation with strangers but somehow I forgot to bring a book with me that day. Looking at the boy I had feeling that he might bring trouble to me and true enough he did. He turned around and walked back to where I'm sitting and ask me how far the distance from Kelana Jaya to KL because he was thinking of WALKING back to KL. I was like what the hell? So he told me his sad, sad story that he had left his wallet in a taxi when he got off at the Taman Bahagia LRT station. I guess I should just write parts of conversation between me and that boy. Enjoy :

Boy : Kak, tumpang tanye, jauh tak dari sini ke KL?

Me : Jauh. Nape? *ahh,sudah..*

Boy : Tak, pasal saya nak jalan kaki ke KL dari sini.

Me : *..apekejadah ko nak jalan dari sini ke KL..*Muke slenge*

Boy : Kak, mintak tolong boleh tak? Nak mintak tolong hantar kan saya ke Cheras.

Me : *banyak cantik muke ko..*Mintak maap la dik akak memang tak leh nak tolong pasal akak tak lalu situ..lagipun akak duduk jauh..*Muke slenge*

Boy : Bukan ape kak..dompet saya tertinggal dalam teksi kat LRT Taman Bahagia tadi..saya tanye staf kt LRT tuh, diaorang pun tak leh nak tolong ..diaorang cakap saya kene call ayah saya la mintak tolong amik saya..

Me : Abis tu nape tak call?

Boy :Saya tak ingat nombor telefon ayah saya..

Me : Tak kan satu nombor pun tak ingat?

Boy : Nombor telefon semua dalam dompet saya yang tertinggal tuh..saya mane ingat nombor baru saya..

Me : *pelik..tak kan ko tak de handphone..budak darjah 1 pun dah bawak handphone pegi sekolah lagipun ape kene mengene nombor telefon baru ko ngan nombor telefon ayah ko* *Muke tak paham*

Boy : Kak, mintak tolong boleh x? Mintak tolong pinjamkan saya RM 5?

Me : *muke tak puas hati**sah nak kapor duit aku..*Mintak maap la dik akak pun ade RM 2-3 jek dlm purse..(which is true..I'm too lazy to withdraw my money that day..I got a free ride to LRT station and I use Touch n Go instead.)

Boy : Tak kan tak de langsung?

Me : Tak de..

Boy : Tak pe lah kak. Terima kasih.

Me : Same2! *good riddance!*

I saw the boy gave another look at me before he left. I was so pissed at some facts:

1. If it's true that he's genuinely need help he should've consult the officer working at the Taman Bahagia LRT station instead of walking 1-2 kilometres to Kelana Jaya station.

2. The fact that he couldn't remember the important numbers he SHOULD'VE remember it in case of emergency.

3. If he's really in need (if he doesn't have phone numbers amnesia) he could've ask for a 20 cents just to phone home. I would gladly give him my 20 cents!

4. Why didn't he ask for help from the other 2 girls whom he should've seen them before he walk right pass me? And why on earth he couldn't find another grown up men to help him out? Surely he must have walk pass through the mamak stall full of grown up men on his way to the KJ station.

5. He's a boy for goodness sake if he can come all the way from Cheras by taxi, why couldn't
he do the same going back home? And pay the taxi driver right after he reached home..his mum
must have some money right?

6. Doesn't he have any brain to think? In the time like this? I'm sure if anyone in his situation surely y'all already have a full set of plans to act on. Unless, of course you were born with the brain 'defect' i.e.; misplaced inside the knee cap, maybe born with no brains at all, blablabla..

Luckily that boy left right after I was about to launch a full blown nagging session. I
thanked my mum for telling me a similiar story which she had encountered while still working in Penang. Fortunately for that men, he walked out 'wounded' after being verbally tortured by my mum which is an expert in sniffing out bad aura out of strangers (credit to my evil dad) and the very next day my aunt nearly fell victim to Mr. B-tard. My aunt being a kind hearted (funny, she's hardly being kind to her own siblings) insisted to change her RM50 note HERSELF in order NOT to cause any trouble to that 'oh-so-poor-guy' had saved her from being mugged. Being a failed mugger so, Mr B-tard make his way to Lala Land right after my aunt finally managed to change her RM50 note.

I couldn't care less if that boy was really in need. To me, he should've known better to be prepared in a case like this. In the era of pre teens sneaking behind their parents to watch porn, acting like adults, get caught up in the most stupid situations..why on earth, you didn't bring your handphone with you? If the battery is dead you could always visit the nearby handphone whatever booths. But my only regret is..I couldn't nag to the boy right away. Besides, didn't I see him somewhere before? He seems familiar looking. Isn't he's the neighbor's son beside my aunt's house?